A small car.
At one o'clock in the afternoon.
It stopped at the entrance of the Red Star Courtyard.
This immediately attracted the attention of the people in the courtyard. A group of children began to follow the car from the entrance of the alley.
It was as lively as the New Year.
"What big shot has descended upon our courtyard house?”
"Aunt Yi, did Grandpa Yi become an official in the factory and they sent a car back?”
"Third Aunt, look at what you're saying. Our Zhonghai is not that lucky. It must be Third Uncle who taught a pillar of the country and came back to repay his kindness.”
"That's possible. Our Old Yan is conscientious and conscientious. He's highly respected in the school and has indeed taught many good students over the years.”
"You see, Third Master has many peaches in the world.”
At the entrance of the courtyard.
Aunt One and Aunt Three, two old best friends, held their hands and leaned against the door frame, bragging to each other.
However, Third Aunt didn't care about martial arts.
Aunt One had just replied, and Aunt Three had already started to shamelessly praise her own family.
She said it without blushing or beating her heart.
Aunt Yi was speechless.
He perfunctorily agreed and stopped talking.
"Both of you are wrong. Our Dongxu must have become an official. When this child was young, he met a fortune-teller in the countryside. The fortune-teller said that our Dongxu was rich and powerful.”
"It's a fate that can bring honor to our ancestors."
Jia Zhang-shi held the soles of her shoes and spoke even more shamelessly than Third Aunt.
However, very quickly.
Third Aunt, Jia Zhang-shi was slapped in the face.
The car door opened and the driver, Xiao Hu, walked out.
Then, he opened the backseat door.
Then…
Qin Huairu was all smiles as she supported Song Qingshan under the watchful eyes of the crowd.
He walked out calmly.
"Why is it this b * tch and this old fart?”Qin Huairu and Song Qingshan walked out.
Jia Zhangshi immediately cursed in a low voice.
"Old Man Song is about to die, and his hair is still growing.”
"The heavens are really blind."
Third Aunt also complained sourly.
"That's right. If he doesn't die soon, the good fortune of the younger generation in our courtyard will soon be snatched away by him.”Jia Zhangshi's eyes were vicious.
She was worried that the old man would squander his money.
When the time came, he would die.
There was only an empty house left.
"Keep your voice down, he's coming over."
Aunt Yi reminded him. Qin Huairu helped Song Qingshan cross the courtyard entrance.
Actually, Song Qingshan's legs were nimble.
If he straightened his back.
After removing these disguises, he would clean up properly.
He was about 1.8 meters tall.
He would definitely be mistaken for a middle-aged man in his fifties.
He didn't look like a hundred-year-old man at all.
"Isn't this Manager Yang from the factory? Why did he drive Old Man Song back?”
"Oh my god, you even bought so many things.”
"Good heavens, this should cost at least a big sum of money, and a new quilt.”
"Aunt Yi, I didn't hear that your factory is delivering supplies.”
The few of them looked at Manager Yang, the driver Xiao Hu, and Zhang Yilin as they took out many bags from the trunk.
Instantly, his eyes were filled with envy.
This was especially true for Third Aunt's family, which was very frugal.
Seeing other people's big and small bags.
She felt terrible.
"I don't know. I'll ask Zhong Hai later.”Aunt Yi shook her head.
If the factory distributed supplies…
Her Jiahai was one of the few level-five fitters in the factory, so there should be a lot of them.
"Old Master, if we can sit in a small car when we get married, how glorious would that be?”
Qin Huairu enjoyed the feeling of being the center of attention.
Especially when he saw the envious looks in their eyes.
She smiled like a flower.
She looked extremely charming, and her pretty face was like a peach blossom.
"Look at you, you haven't seen the world. Who said that I wanted to marry you?”
Song Qingshan raised his head and glanced at Qin Huairu.
She looked too much like Aunt Thirteen.
Song Qingshan's heart suddenly throbbed.
Qin Huairu, who was in his early twenties.
How fragrant.
"Humph."
Qin Huairu snorted when she heard the old man's words.
She was very charming.
"You've already bullied her, yet you…”
"It's so embarrassing."
Recalling the scene in the car just now, Qin Huairu blushed and found it hard to speak.
"What do you mean by bullied cleanly?”
"Don't falsely accuse others!"
"Sigh, I'm a hundred-year-old man. I have the heart but the strength. At most, I can only take advantage of him.”
"If you marry me, you have to be prepared to be a widow.”
Song Qingshan was in a good mood.
He could not help but tease Qin Huiru.
Under the effects of the Vitality Fortifying Pill and the Stamina Pill, Song Qingshan's body was improving at every moment.
He believed that it would not take long.
He would be able to recover completely.
The dragon raised its head.
"It's okay, Old Master. Huai Ru can handle it. She'll definitely be a widow for you for the rest of your life.”
Hearing the old man's words.
A hint of disappointment flashed across Qin Huairu's eyes.
This was indeed a big problem.
Newlyweds, bridal chambers, who would be willing to sit idly at dawn?
"But Old Master, your medical skills are so brilliant. Can't you do anything to remedy it?”
Qin Huairu felt indignant.
He probed.
"It's easier said than done. You can't be saved.”
Song Qingshan smiled and waved his hand.
Now, he was holding it in and preparing to give Qin Huiru a big surprise on their wedding night.
"Oh."
Qin Huairu let out a disappointed "oh".
He focused on supporting the old man.
She didn't want to rub salt into his wounds anymore.
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